Weddings @ MindSay

I just channel-surfed my way onto the opening credits for "Whose Wedding Is it Anyway?" and was confronted with the following voice-overed declaration:

"This is your one day to express yourself."

What a horrible sentiment! As if brides aren't already under enough self- and socially-imposed pressure, now they're being told that they'll never have any opportunity for self-expression outside of their wedding day. What if you never get married? No self-expression for you. The wedding industry lines its pockets by planting these suggestions in the minds of vulnerable brides-to-be, who are presumably new to the wedding-planning game and willing to spend huge amounts of cash to meet real or perceived expectations. Who needs the pressure of being informed that you have an eight-hour window in which to show the world exactly who you are?

I'll be honest -- I began the wedding-planning process with loads of excitement, but before long got overwhelmed and came to hate it. I'm a perfectionist and a little (ok, highly) obsessive, and the stress of planning a wedding and a cross-border move brought out the worst of my neuroses. It's kind of funny in hindsight, but at one point I was so overwhelmed I actually crawled under my bedsheets in a panic mid-day, trying in vain to shut it all out. I've always been a champion sleeper, but would wake in a cold sweat from nightmares of a half-done wedding. Looking back, I wish I had enjoyed the process more, but by some miracle, despite the officiant showing up half an hour late and the guitarist arriving without the extension cords he needed to perform at our outdoor ceremony, the wedding came together last-minute and was the antithesis of the horrible planning process. Focussing on that allows me to block out all the blood, sweat and tears that went into it (I honestly don't know how I would have recovered if I had put all of that energy into it and had an equally traumatic wedding day to match).

Wow, I'm feeling dangerously expressive for someone who's already had her one kick at the can. :)

So much for blogging everyday, huh? Oh well. I’ll give myself a break since I just got back from a wedding this weekend. It was a really beautiful wedding with a lot of music (kudos to that) and a nice reception, but I am incredibly glad to be home. Even though I like to dance and socialize at weddings from time to time, this wedding was made up of mostly people I didn’t know so I was too awkward to have any fun. J

 

When I got home the first things I did was ride my bike. Being alone with my parents for that long of a trip was a bit stressful. What I really needed to do was smash something, but I guess burning calories will have to suffice for tonight. I really don’t know what else to talk about tonight. I feel a little empty. I have the next four days to spend with my mother before I go the airport. I can’t wait for the trip, but I really don’t look forward to spending most of my time with my mother over these next few days.

 

Alright enough random whining and moaning (and not the fun kind). I need a shower and to do laundry so I can pack my bags.  

Hello again, peeps!

 

I took my third exam and I got a 90 on it. This is for my Bridal Consultant training.   The ironic thing is that my Aunt Lanette is enrolled in the same career school.  Penn Foster.  She's taking Interior Decorating.

 

I'm proud of her.

 

So, yeah if y'all need wedding advice I can give you guys BASIC wedding advice :)

 

Right now, doing the Many Parts of the Wedding (that's the title of the textbook), which goes into details about the wedding dress, bridesmaids' dresses and Maid/Matron of honour's dress, and tuxedoes and whatnot for the Groom and his Ushers and Bestman.  I'm also going to learn the different flowers and stuff. 

 

This coming month of June, my mom's gonna take a week or so off, so that we can clean the house, spend the 4th of July together and pack our stuff and get rid of our crap as well.  I've been more than ready to move for a LONG time now.

 

 

Nothing on Jake yet.  I keep dreaming about him, though. Which is awesome.  The dork needs to get his butt back to playing football.

 

~*Another day in the life of~*Rebekah*~*316*~

Having just completed back to back weekends of weddings, I have love on the brain.  On the weekend of the 26th, I went to my cousins wedding in Maryland.  It was a nice Iranian ceremony (too soon New York?).  The reception was held in a mansion.  The food was great and the whole affair was fantastic.  I missed a good amount of the NFL draft to attend.  Those of you who know me know that that is a huge sacrifice in and of its self.  This weekend I attended my best friends wedding.  Not the Julia Roberts movie.  My friend Mario had his wedding yesterday.  I was the best man, which is a title that I feel suits me well.  It was sort of strange to be attending his wedding.  He has been my closest friend for almost 8 years and standing next to him while he got married put things into perspective.  We've both changed a lot since we first became friends.  While things may change in our lives, I realized that we'll always be there for one another no matter what.  I was honored to stand by him on one of the most important days of his life.  I hope our friendship continues during the years and changes to come.

Haven't posted in a while. 

 

More football news: 

 

Eli Manning and his fiancee are now married and are expecting a baby!  HOT DOG!!!  WAY TO GO ELI!!! xD!

 

On a mundane level: I've decided to screw trying to figure out something else.  Let's face it.  I love weddings and I would LOVE to help plan them for Brides and Grooms. So I've decided to be a Wedding Planner afterall.  It looks like fun and I'll be taking a tremendous weight off of a Bride's shoulders.  I'll still work on writing books and taking pictures and such. 

 

I'm happy for Eli.....he and his wife look so cute together.  Plus, she's tall like he bloody is.  He's 6'4'' and she comes up to his shoulder!

 

Gah, I miss football!

 

Still haven't found a diet yet. 

 

More news: I AM moving afterall. My grandmother is retiring and she wants Mother to replace her out at the storage units.  Grandma and Grandpa have found a trailer park out in the country off of I-25 with a soundproof fence to absorb the noise off of the interstate and so for the transition, we'll be kind of living with Grandma and Grandpa again and I have a feeling that I'll meet Jake after he divorces his slut of a wife and needs a storage unit.  I still think that he should go back to playing football and apparently a lot of other people agree and that he REALLY should play for the Broncos.  But, unfortunately, the rest of the brainwashed miscrients (sp?) think that Cutler's the answer and Shanahan's a quack.  Shanahan had NOTHING and I repeat NOTHING to do with Plummer's demoting and trade to the stupid Bucs.  Bowlen is the one who got rid of Plummer and got rid of Elam.  NOT Shanahan! But of course  no one listens to me. I hate it when this happens.

 

~*The indignant but amused Rebster*~*316*~